User blog comment:Reporter Fred/Mossflower Times/@comment-2006360-20100614191635

Well, Ivar Murinot (That's the ermine fencer;s name) had won several fencing competitions with a shashka and was the undisputed champion in Moscow for fourteen years. Then I came. I was visiting a relative in St. Petersburg, but heard that Ivar was challenging me, as I had won several fights over the years and was (and still is) the undisputed champion in two-handed sword fencing in Britain, the United States, Germany, and Japan. I was ready for this. I wrote to Ivar telling him I accepted the challenge. Let me tell you, Ivar is a very dark ermine. He sent a letter back along with a dagger, telling me to use the dagger if I thought the fight was hopeless. I calmly sent him the dagger back, saying that I wished it was the Dagger of Time. I then went to Moscow, and the duel was one of the greatest fights ever. Of course, it was not to the death, and an ermine is basically a stoat, and my principles were not to kill another of my species in a peaceful duel. Any questions so far?